Super Smash Bros. Brawl

~Universal Journey~

Chapter 1: Other Worlds out there? Maybe!

Have you ever wondered if there were other worlds out there? The universe is continuously expanding and no one knows how vast and massive the universe truly is. Earth can't be the only planet out there right? That's what a lot of people wonder and many of these thoughts wander through the minds of scientific researchers and astronomers. Astronauts have traveled to the different planets in our solar system such as the moon and even Mars, but will ever attempt to advance further than that?

I bet you're probably thinking about this, aren't ya? Pretty cool just thinking about it, huh? Well, I'd like to tell you about an unforgettable experience I've encountered in a far away galaxy that many thought wouldn't have ever existed…


The clouds drifted slowly across the night sky that cast a shadow over the land below whenever they had blocked the soft glow of the moon from shining down anything in its way. A large white mansion stood on the outskirts of the urban city located not very far, undisturbed by the night time sounds around it. The moonlight reflected off of the pure white walls of the building which gave the mansion a sort of magical or sacred feel to the air surrounding the home. Crickets chirped softly in the grass along with the small fireflies that flew and occasionally nestle themselves on a blade of grass. This mansion was not owned by a wealthy individual or a fortunate family. The mansion belonged to a being known as Master Hand, or MH for short, by those who have been living with the Hand for a long or short period of time. Every two years or so, the Hand hosted tournaments that would put only the best and strongest fighters to the test. The competitors considered the mansion as their second home, and by second home, I mean they took the time to visit the homes that they originated from. What? Brave and strong fighters get home sick too. All the Brawlers had turned in for the night and were resting in their warm beds of their respective rooms. The white building was a lot bigger on the inside than how it looks on the outside, yet some of the Brawlers had to resort to sharing a room with one another, which many didn't really mind.

Oh, it appears that one individual has yet to call it night. It was none other than The Great Master Hand himself. The only source of light was seen was the glow from which his large computer screen had remained on. Master Hand was browsing or rummaging around through his study while taking trips to his computer now and then. He flipped through the pages of the books that lay scattered out over his desk and all over the carpeted floor, searching or studying for something that looked somewhat important to him. Master Hand tiredly floated in front of the wide computer screen and sighed heavily from exhaustion. One of his fingers glanced at the small mug that sat on the wooden desk which contained a dark brown liquid in the glass. His index finger glowed for a second and some of the caffeinated drink evaporated from the mug, followed by the sound of gulps and a content sigh. Master Hand continued with his research from the books and the World Wide Web until his brother came bursting through the door.

"HOW ARE YOU DOING, MY BROTHER?" Master Hand flinched from his younger brother's intrusion and nearly spilt his coffee all over his keyboard.

"Shhhhhh! Crazy, must you always be so loud? You'll wake everyone up in this dang mansion!" Master Hand hushed harshly. Crazy Hand surprisingly closed the doors behind him gently and leaned back against the giant bean bag that slumped over in the corner.

"Ahhh…sorry brother. I think I had one soda too many…"

"How many times have I told you to not ingest sugary drinks before bed?"

"I lost count after the first time,"

Master Hand groaned and temporarily saved his work. "I guess there's no use in reminding you again if you keep forgetting." The calm hand called upon his massive telescope and connected his computer to the large star viewing machine. He surfed and skimmed through the different Galaxies that he had prior knowledge of and read through the different fighter profiles that were available for a given world. With each different location the hand clicked on, the telescope automatically moved in the direction where the world was located. The Hand thought it was about time to recruit some new members to liven up the place like it use to be at the beginning of the Brawl tournament, but new members would call for more rooms, more necessities, medical care, etc. It was hard enough to keep 35 brawlers under control, but he was always up for the challenge of recruiting a few newcomers who he thought may have potential in the next tournament. Now that he thought about it, the next tournament wasn't until another year or so, but bringing in more fighters a bit early couldn't hurt.

"LOOK AT ALL THOSE AWESOME LOOKING HEROES AND FIGHTERS! WHY NOT JUST CHOOSE ALL OF THEM?" Crazy suggested rather loudly. If Master Hand had eyes, he would have rolled them.

"Because that will go over our budget."

"WHAT BUDGET? DOES THIS SO CALLED 'BUDGET' ALSO COVER THE TIME WHERE BOWSER ACCIDENTALLY BLEW UP THE FURNACE?"

"He what? So it was because of him we had to survive the week freezing our butts off! Poor Fire's Charizard, he was very ill after trying to keep all of us warm. What made him so mad anyway?"

"MARIO DESTROYED HIM IN A GAME OF TABLE TENNIS."

"Ughhh, that short tempered reptile needs to learn how to keep calm."

"YOU THINK THAT'S BAD? REMEMBER THE TIME WHEN WARIO SNUCK INTO THE FOOD STORAGE AND ATE ALL THE GARLIC IN ONE GO? OR WHEN PIKACHU USED HIS FINAL SMASH THAT CAUSED THE BIGGEST BLACK OUT IN BRAWL CITY HISTORY? OR-!"

"Ok Crazy, I get the point! So some of the brawlers are a bit…out of control, it still wouldn't hurt anyone to have 1 or 2 new people running amok in this mansion too. Although I have to make sure to choose well behaved ones…" Master Hand thought out loud.

"HEY BRO, LOOK AT THAT GALAXY, I DON'T THINK YOU'VE EVER RESEARCHED THAT ONE!" Crazy blurted out. Master Hand looked at him confused and looked at the Galaxy is brother was referring to on the computer screen. For once, his crazy brother was right. Out of all the other worlds he had researched, the one that Crazy had mentioned was considerably smaller than the others. He zoomed in closer and saw 8 planets surrounding the blazing sun that had always been burning for who knows how long. The hand sighed with disappointment after clicking on a few of the planets and discovering that most of them were deserted and inhabited. However, there was one planet that did show evidence of life and activity. The planet was blue and green and there were some white wisps that also appeared all over the face of the planet.

"Planet Earth huh? I wonder if anyone there has the potential,"


"Class dimissed! Enjoy your summer vacation everyone~!"

"Woo hoo!" The students cheered and quickly fled from the class room to gather their belongings from their lockers, well some of them didn't bother bringing their bags since it was the last day of school year. A 15 year old swung her navy blue back pack over her shoulders and calmly walked out of the room as if today wasn't any different from any other day.

"Have a good summer, Jazz!" Her teacher called out. Jazz stopped in her tracks and smiled.

"You too."

My name is Jazz Haru. I'm 15 years old and I had just finished my final day in 9th grade. Why aren't I excited for summer? I don't really do much over summer break, so everyday is pretty much a daily routine for me. It would be awesome if my family planned to spend the summer out of the country, but they usually never go through with it if they do say we were going somewhere. Ahh, but what can you do? I might as well try to make most of the summer while it lasts.

Jazz always wore casual attire and most of her wardrobe consists of zipped up sweaters, hoodies, t-shirts, and short. The clothes she mostly wore were a pale yellow t-shirt, blue hooded vest, navy blue shorts that had a single pale blue streak running along the side and black and white checkered sneakers. Her black air was always pulled up into a low pony tail with a green scrunchy holding it up. Jazz dialed her combination number of her lock and pulled it open. She opened her narrow locker and grabbed her blue skateboard that had lightning designs painted on it. Jazz pushed her way out of the school doors and hopped onto her skateboard. Before she took off, she waved and said good bye to any of her friends and class mates that had walked passed her. Finally she was off.

'I wonder what I'm going to do for the rest of the day…' Jazz thought to herself as she sped towards her condo. She slowed down as she approached the entrance to the high building and the door man kindly opened the door for her. Jazz gave a slight bow of her head before heading inside. A large fountain stood in the middle of the lobby with the library located on the right and the stair case descending up leading to the pool. She silently walked through the right hall way and pressed the up arrow button for the elevator and pressed the floor 17 button. Jazz hummed the Super Mario theme to herself and unlocked the door to her suite.

"I'm back." Jazz called out. She looked around and noticed that none of her family members were home. She raised her eyebrow and slipped her sneakers off of her feet and walked into the kitchen. Jazz found a note tapped on the fridge and read it out loud.

Dear Jazz.

Your father and I are going to be out of town for a few days so I trust you can handle being home alone with your sister. We left $200 dollars on the table just in case you two want to buy take out food. Don't spend it all in one go! Especially on video games.

We love you both~!

Mom

Jazz laughed at the 'Especially video games' phrase because she knew her mom would have been right about spending that money on a new game. Boy did her mom know her well. She carelessly tossed her backpack into the corner of the living room and collapsed on the couch.

"What shall I do until Chris comes home…? I already finished playing Professor Layton and the Last Specter, I am way to chicken to venture into the Shadow Temple in Ocarina of Time 3D, not to mention I still have to get those winged boots in the well; Kirby's Return to Dreamland doesn't come out until a week or so, hmmmm…" She tilted her head towards the TV and cast her gaze down on her Wii. Her eyes skimmed through the game titles she had bought, contemplating on which game to choose and play. The teenager pulled herself from the couch and knelt down in front of the list of games she bought. Her fingers trailed down the spine of each game until it came to a stop at her desired game. She carefully pulled it out and stared at the familiar cover.

"Super Smash Bros. Brawl….how has it been since I last played it? Uhhhh…about a year I think? Dang, might as well see if I still got it. Probably not." Jazz chuckled and pulled the game disk from the case. She wiped the thin layer of dust from the top of her Wii and carefully inserted the game. The black haired teen pulled out a Wii remote and nunchuk from her wooden drawers and started the game.

"Time to kick back and kick ass."


"This is certainly an interesting planet." Master Hand complimented. He clicked on various countries and watched how society was like and the way people interacted with each other. It was difficult for him to identify if one did have the potential to fight, because the citizens were neutral and calm about any given situation, at least from what he has seen so far. What really surprised him was that there wasn't a main antagonist who tried to rule over the whole planet or even a protagonist to try to stop them from doing so. Should Master Hand even bother searching for newcomers on this planet anymore? No, but he wouldn't give up just yet.

"Crazy Hand, do you think I should try to search deeper? I have a hunch that maybe there are special individuals in this world, but I'm having doubts. Crazy?" Master Hand called again and slightly shrieked from the sight of his psychotic brother fidgeting wildly in his study.

"HEEE HEEEE SO MUCH CAFFEINE! I FEEL LIKE A MILLION SMASH COINS! YIPEEE!" Crazy exclaimed. He bounced off the walls which caused many books and photos to collapse onto the ground. Master Hand groaned loudly and accidentally clicked the randomization button, which views a random area on the Planet Earth, and it just so happened to fall onto the exact same condo Jazz was playing her video games in. The Hand did not notice this fact and continued to try to calm his brother down from his sugar rush.

"Oi! Crazy, breath! Stop bouncing! Nng! No, not my trophy collection! ARRRGGG!"

"EHEHEEHEEE, OOPS!" Crazy Hand grabbed coffee mug and spilt the remaining contents all over the keyboard.

"CRAZY! LOOK WHAT YOU HAVE DONE!" Master Hand screamed. He frantically rushed to his computer and tried to gain control but his desktop had already begun to short circuit. Smoke began to emit from the machine and he quickly pushed his brother out of the study before the whole computer blew up into pieces! The explosion shattered all the windows in Master Hand's study and luckily the shards of glass didn't harm anyone below, as it was night time. The event woke up everyone in the mansion and the lights of each bedroom began to lit up to find out what had happened.


"Oh my god, I forgot how annoying it was to try to knock Pit out of the stage…Darn wings…" Jazz grumbled as she made another attempt to send the angel off the stage. She continued to spam buttons on her Wii remote that she did not notice the stream of blue smoke that started to come out from the disk insertion of her Wii. Once the trail of smoke had wisp into view, Jazz shot up from her seat and rushed to her smoking console.

"Oh crap! Looks like I overdid the button spamming a little bit, ehe." She opened a nearby window and fanned away some of the smoke using an old newspaper that was lying around on the kitchen table.

"Please alarms don't go off. Wait; forget that, please Wii don't explode!" She pleaded. While some of the smoke managed to disappear, only more began to fill the room.

"Oh god, what do I do? All I wanted to do was get some gaming done! And look what happens!" Jazz frantically waved the newspaper around more rapidly, trying all she could to get rid of the smoke. She threw the newspaper down and rushed to the phone to call the fire department.

"Pick up, pick up! Arrrggg, what kind of an emergency line doesn't pick up the phone? I know! I'll call mom and dad!" She dialed in the number and mentally prayed that her parents would pick up the phone.

"I can't get to the phone right now. Please leave your na-,"

"OH COME ON!" She slammed the phone into the receiver and tried to find the front door so she could go get help from down in the lobby. She called and yelled for help hoping someone would here her, but alas no one had come. However, the suite was already filled with blue smoke and she could not see where she was going, or see anything for that matter.

"Good gravy! My Wii is long gone I bet! Bummer…" Jazz stuck her arms out to make sure she didn't bump into anything. Her feet came in contact with something and lightly kicked it across the ground. She looked down and saw the silhouette of her 3DS case. She picked it up and made sure the hand held portable system was in the case.

"Good, at least SOMETHING seems to be in good shape." She wrapped the 3DS strap case to her wrist and proceeds to find her surroundings. It wasn't long until the smoke was getting into Jazz's head and she had become light headed.

"Ughhh…it feels like I've been walking forever…This smoke is getting way too thick." Jazz's eyes slowly became half lidded as she trudged through the wispy path that seemed to go on forever.


Most of the Brawlers skidded to a halt in front of Master Hand's study and saw Crazy Hand collapsed at the entrance.

"Crazy! Are you alright?" Peach asked with concern. She bent down in her pink pajama robe and gently shook him. Crazy Hand didn't move an inch.

"Crazy…?" Lucas asked, tears forming in the corner of his eyes.

"THAT WAS FUN! LET'S DO IT AGAIN!" Crazy Hand exclaimed while shooting up. Many of them face palmed while the rest just sighed with relief.

"NO!" All of them yelled.

"Ughhh…is everyone alright?" Master Hand weakly asked. He was bruised and burnt quite badly and he was barely floating above the ground. Dr. Mario quickly rushed to his aid and ordered him to lie on the ground. The hand did so and the doctor began to skillfully wrap bandages around his palm and fingers.

"Now, what in the world happened?" Dr. Mario wondered while applying the remaining bandages. Master Hand sighed deeply and glared daggers at his younger brother.

"I was in the middle of my research, newcomers to be specific, when Crazy Hand spilled coffee all over the keyboard. I'm sure you can figure it out from there." All of them turned to the hyperactive hand and stared at him for a long time.

"I'M SORRY! I DIDN'T MEAN TO! YOU KNOW WHAT CAFFEINE DOES TO ME!" Crazy Hand defended. Link crossed his arms.

"Yes, but you seriously need to be more careful next time."

"Now now, it's quite alright, as long as no one is injured badly." Master Hand reassured. "Fire, do you mind if Charizard clears some of the smoke?"

"Not at all." Red threw his Pokeball and a large orange dragon with fire burning from the tip of his tail, popped out. He stroked the head of his Charizard and pointed at the smoke in the study. The Pokemon gave a slight nod to his owner and spread its wings to its full length. He was about to blow away the smoke with the use of his wings, until soft groaning and coughing came from the smoky depths. He stopped and motioned his Pokemon trainer about the sound he was hearing.

"What's that Charizard?" Fire asked. Everyone took a moment to listen as the coughing grew louder and louder until a dark silhouette appeared from behind the barrier of smog..

"GHOST!" Luigi screamed and jumped behind his brother. Mario clenched his fist and took into a fighting stance. The others soon followed and awaited the creature that would show itself from behind the blanket of mist. It slowly began to clear up and Jazz finally emerged from the mist.

"Oh my god, I'm never going through a path of smoke ever again…" Jazz coughed and fell to her knees in front of the large group. She rubbed her aching head and was very surprised she wasn't dead or at least passed out by now. The Smashers slowly lowered their guard and Dr. Mario went over to the teenager's side.

"Oh my! Miss, are you having difficulty breathing?" Dr. Mario asked.

Jazz shook her head and looked up at the Italian doctor. "Not really, although breathing in all that smoke must have…Dr. Mario…?" Jazz noted with shock. Her eyes widened to the size of dinner plates from seeing the doctor.

"That's me, but what were you going to say?"

Jazz looked at the larger group at the door way and shrieked. "….What kind of sick gas did I breathe? It's making me see characters from video games! Have I finally lost it? Oh god, I should have listened to mom when she said not to play video games late at night or else they're going to get stuck in my head." Jazz backed up in fear and prepared to bang her head against a brick wall.

Dr. Mario carefully approached with his hands out in a defensive position, "We don't mean any harm! You don't have to be afraid!"

Jazz huffed and crossed her arms. "Me? Afraid? Oh, I'm not afraid, I'm just questioning my sanity, that's all!" She kept walking backwards until her back was pressed against a blank wall. Her hands slowly slid to explore the wall and silently begged that the path in which she came from wasn't closed off somehow. The area finally cleared up and glass and other pieces of rubble were all over the floor.

"Whoa…what the heck happened in here? What am I saying! HOW DO I GET HOME NOW?"

Jazz banged her fists against the solid surface of the dark blue painted walls before falling on her knees once more. "I have…to go…back…mom…dad…Chris…Drake…" Tears formed at the corner of her eyes and slowly slid down her cheeks from the turn of events. A few of the Brawlers became filled with overwhelming sympathy and had no clue what to do to help while the colder fighters didn't give a hoot about the girl. Kirby waddled over to her and poked her arm.

"Poyo…?" Jazz turn her head to see the pink star warrior beside her. He gently reached out and wiped his stubby hand over her tears and pulled on a cheerful smile. "Don't be sad, poyo." Kirby cheered. The teen's frown turned in a small smile of gratitude for the pink puffball.

She patted his head, "Thanks for trying to cheer me up, Kirby."

"It's quite late, I bet we can clear this situation up tomorrow in the morning." Mario suggested while patting Jazz's shoulder. She raised her eye brow slightly.

"Late?" She glances out the window and nods. "Oh, I see. It wasn't night before I somehow ended up here…I guess sleep is a good idea…" Jazz momentarily closed her eyes. "…if this is all just a dream."


Jazz shifted in her sleep uncomfortable as the horrific scene in her nightmare continue to play. Sweat streamed from her forehead and her eyes were clenched tightly, desperately trying to escape the hellish nightmare. Her heart was beating a mile a minute and her breathing was matching the pace of her heart. Her eyes snapped opened and she shot upright on the queen sized bed.

"Again…?" Jazz wiped the sweat from her forehead and took a moment to catch her breath. She closed her eyes again and tries to piece together what had occurred in the dream. Her body shuddered violently upon remembering some of the most frightening scenes and decided to think of more positive thoughts to drown it all out. She pulled her head away from her trembling hands and scanned her unfamiliar surroundings. The previous night began to come back to her and soon figured out she was nowhere near her home. All of the information was hard to decipher and understand completely, but Mario did say they would clear everything up today. Jazz hoped every single question she had would be answered.

Someone was knocking on the bedroom door. "Hello? Are you awake?" Jazz couldn't make out who it was, but she sluggishly pulled herself from the mattress and opened the door anyway. It was Princess Zelda. She smiled softly. "Good morning. Did you sleep well?" She asked politely.

Jazz sighed heavily and rubbed her eyes tiredly. "Somewhat…it's hard to sleep in a place you're not familiar with."

"Ahhh…I know how you feel. It took me awhile to get use to sleeping here than in my own castle." She gave a small frown. "I'm sorry about what happened…A meeting is going to be scheduled after breakfast, so I'm sure we'll be able to sort everything out."

Jazz brushed her bangs away from her face, "Got it. It's going to be freaking awkward walking around here though…" She mumbled low enough so the Hylian Princess couldn't hear.

"Would you like me to escort you to the dining room? It must uncomfortable for you to be around new faces right?" Zelda acknowledged. Jazz resisted the urge to burst out laughing at the last part, but suppressed it in.

"Thanks. Let me just get freshen up." She closed the door and picked up her neatly folded clothes. Jazz hurriedly brushed her teeth so she didn't keep the Princess waiting and slipped on her casual attire. She tossed the borrowed t-shirt and shorts into the laundry basket and jumped into her black and white checkered sneakers. She walked out of the bedroom and closed the door behind her.

"Are you ready?" Zelda questioned. Jazz tapped the tip of her feet against the floor to make sure her shoes were on properly before nodding.

"This is going to be awkward…" Jazz thought to herself.

Zelda giggled lightly. "All of us are easy going people. Well, at least some of us are, but don't be afraid to be around us."

The teen rolled her eyes, 'Please, that's the least of my problems right now.'


"Kirby! That food is for the girl!" Yoshi yelled, pulling his puffball friend away from the breakfast feast.

"Uhhh…Peach, I don't think she can eat all of this by herself." Samus pointed out. The dining table was covered with breakfast foods including scrambled eggs, bacon, sausages, pancakes and other mouth watering delicacies. Peach kicked the swinging door open and walked in with another stack of pancakes in her hands.

"Nonsense. A growing girl needs to eat!"

"Yeah, but this is going a bit too far. Besides I think Kirby can't hold his hunger any longer."

"Poyo!" Kirby flailed his arms and Yoshi furiously held him back.

"G-Guys, a little help here?"

Zelda and Jazz entered the dining room and Jazz gazed at the buffet. "Whoa, do you guys always go all out?"

Kirby freed himself from Yoshi's grip and hopped over to the teen. "Good morning, poyo!"

Jazz knelt down and patted the star warrior, "Sup, Kirby. I'm surprised you didn't suck up all this food yet."

"This food is not for me, poyo. Peach made it for you." Jazz sweat dropped and eyed every dish on the clothed table.

"All of that, for me? OK, no offense, but I wouldn't be able to eat a quarter of that. I don't really eat breakfast in the first place anyway."

Peach gasped. "You don't? That's not healthy for you!" She shoved a big plate of pancakes in Jazz's direction and covered the hot cakes in maple syrup. "Eat!"

"Errrr…I'm not that hungry, a glass of orange juice will do." Jazz hesitated and pushed the plate away.

"At least eat a little bit, sweetheart!"

"Who are you, my mom? And don't call me 'sweetheart'!"

"Then what can I call you? You haven't introduced yourself yet."

"I will introduce myself when all 35 or so of you are all together in the meeting. I don't enjoy having to repeat my name more than once. Awkward intros are awkward." Jazz babbled. She was a million miles or more away from her home, of course she was going to be cold and frustrated. Then again, it was natural for her to kind of act this way around others.

"Peach, cut her some slack. She's not use to being around here and us!" Pikachu reminded while hopping on the table to chow down on some fruit. Peach frowned with sympathy and grabbed the teen's hands in her own.

"I'm so sorry! How can I be so insensitive when you're so far away from your home!"

Jazz sweat dropped and patted the Mushroom Kingdom Princess' gloved hands. "Ehe, it's no biggie, Princess." Peach giggled at the formal greeting and released the girl's hands.

"No need for Princess! Just call me Peach~!"

"Alrighty then, you can call me Ja- wait…not revealing my name just yet."

"Good morning, everyone~!" Pit frolicked into the room and a giant grin on his angelic face. His wings twitched from his inner excitement and a few feathers gradually floated down to the ground. Behind the angel were Ness, Lucas, and Toon Link who shared the same happy expression as Pit.

"Morning, you four! What are you so happy about?" Yoshi asked curiously. Pit skipped over and nibbled on a piece of toast with his expression staying the same.

"I took those three flying! It was so much fun! Lucas wouldn't stop screaming when I first took him into the skies!"

Lucas' face flushed red and he nervously rubbed his left arm. "I-It's not my fault! I have a mild fear of heights!"

"What don't you have a fear of?" Toon Link remarked. Ness snickered until everyone in the room roared with laughter.

Jazz was the first to stop laughing. She watched everyone else as their amusement and entertainment continued. When she was younger, she use to have wild imaginations on how each of them interacted with one another, but people called her crazy for having a head full of un-realistic thoughts. The black haired teen still held some of those thoughts, but not as much as she did when she was younger. She wondered if those thoughts were the cause of her reoccurring nightmares she had almost every night. Nevertheless, those nightmares did not stop her from holding on to her childish ways, even if they did scare her a bit.

"Hey, I hate to be a real party pooper, but do you have a patio or deck by any chance? I could really use some fresh air." Jazz requested.

"Here, I'll show you." Pikachu jumped off and lead her to the deck area. Below the deck was a large pool with a diving board and a hot tub located right beside it. There were several hedge arches that lead to a tennis court, basketball court, soccer field and a maze. Jazz walked over to the rails and rested her arms on them and stared at the ripples of the water move around in the pool.

"Are you going to be alright?" Pikachu climbed onto her shoulder and nudged his head against her cheek lightly. The skateboarder chuckled lightly and scratched the mouse Pokemon's head. He smiled and mewed happily at the affectionate scratching.

"I'll be fine, Pikachu. Why don't you go back and eat?"

"What about you?"

"Like I said, I'll be fine. Now, don't starve yourself, go and chow down."

Pikachu dropped from her shoulder and rushed back inside, "If you need anything, give me a call!"

"Will you be there faster than when I say 'Pikachu, I choose you!'?" Jazz raised her eyebrow and smirked. The Pokemon laughed softly and nodded. He scurried off to eat with the others. After watching Pikachu leave, she rested her head on her chin and looked up at the clear blue sky. White clouds rolled through the skies, their journey never ending. Jazz closed her eyes and listened to the sound of the wind blowing softly through the tree and the sound of the newborn birds taking their first breaths of the brand new world before them.

"It sure is peaceful here, no honking, sounds of partying, chicks gossiping…"

"Don't let these kinds of surroundings fool you; it's a lot more active and louder in the city not too far from here." Meta Knight pointed out, casually standing on the rail beside the skateboarder. Jazz flinched back from the sudden appearance and held a hand over her heart area.

"Whoa! Don't do that, man! Couldn't you tell how chill and relaxed I looked?" Jazz fumed. Meta Knight chuckled very lightly and rotated his body slightly towards her.

"My apologies. I too am enjoying what nature has to offer here." The masked swordsman's eyes flashed green for quick moment before returning to their original yellow colour. Jazz returned to her spot and played around with her lanyard that held her house key and few key chains. Meta Knight fixed his gaze upon her lanyard that had one particular interesting keychain hanging from it. She caught his gaze and unhooked the keychain and placed it on his gloved hand.

"Interested in the Kirby keychain?"

"Hmmmm…yes. The detail put into this is quite striking to Kirby. Tell me, did you make this?" Meta Knight predicted.

Jazz scratched her head and blushed, "Normally I would say no so I don't sound like a show off, but yes I did make it. It's not as easy as it looks. Knitting it was a real pain."

The Star Warrior nodded in agreement. "Very impressive. But, how did you know about Kirby's appearance prior to your visit here?"

"What's with all the questions? Is there a sign on my head saying 'Ask me a bunch of questions!'?"

"No, it's just the matter of curiosity."

"No worries, bro, you'll know soon enough about me at the meeting which should be in a few minutes right?"

"All Brawlers, plus special guest, please report to the auditorium for a very important meeting. Thank you."

"Sooner than you assumed. Shall we make our way to the meeting?" Meta Knight suggested.

Jazz shrugged and tightened her low pony tail. "Not like I have a choice. I don't know where the auditorium is anyway." The knight unfolded his arms and strolled back inside of the mansion with Jazz following close behind.

What awaited was a meeting that will send the skateboarder to the bridge of insanity and confusion.

End of Chapter 1

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Name: Jazz Haru

Characters: 13 – Dr. Mario, Mario, Kirby, Princess Zelda, Princess Peach, Samus, Yoshi, Pikachu, Ness, Lucas, Toon Link, Pit, Meta Knight

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Author's note: I've been having a little bit of trouble finding a suitable plot and story line for a story like this, so hopefully I'll be satisfied with how the fanfic will go. My writing is quite sluggish in the beginning, but I hope things will pick up as I keep writing. Feel free to review if you'd like

Additional Genres: Friendship (there will be no romance between Jazz and any of the Brawlers in this fanfic. Part of this fanfic's goal is to express the different relationships and friendships my OC will share amongst the Smashers. I'm not much of a romance writer anyway.)

Here's a breakdown of what she looks like: starlightjuliet. deviantart .com/gallery/#/d4fc2td

Other notes: Here's a little tip for fanfic writers, try to look up synonyms for a word you don't want to be repeated! Repeated words can lose the interest of any reader, so don't hesitate to look up a word on a thesaurus! Even I tend to repeat words a lot sometimes, but I want my fanfic to be as detailed and interesting as it possible can.

More characters will appear later on, but already have been decided.

The Saving concept portion at the end was inspired by AuraChannelerChris's format for the end of every chapter. I didn't want it to seem like I ripped/stole his idea, so I added a few things to decipher the difference. His fanfics are awesome and hilarious, and I strongly recommend reading his stories.

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